Verse 2
ur all talkin about polaris velocity but wut u need to do is pull out of ya faggot homeboy ant-a-mosscity, stop crossin me//
my shit didnt make sense cuz ur filled wit incompitence read between the lines its common sense, no ones tha boss ah me//
ya lost it G, ur rap career's like a lost-city, believe u aint toppin me//
ima bomb on yo ass worse than saddam, that was all u had?? i mean come on, ur spose to be all big n bad its sad, but thats anotha story, wanna compair ice? i got more rocks on my wrist then u got in a cory, u attacked my verse i didnt have shit to say cuz u went before me, but now i do, im back on track wit a couple facts ta prove, neva turn muh back ta you cuz ya shadier than slim, n ya boyfriends name is kim, keep that shit to yoself i dont wanna hear about that shit u did wit him//
n i know for a fact u aint no soldier//
this is like X files shit wit skully n molder//
Pop ya E please, ill burn my green-ree, les see whos colda//
ya weak tweak arm & hammer bammer shit they sold ya//
shit before u popped that shit i shoulda told ya when u take this u grow olda slow ya roll soulja, my hands on my holsta, dare u ta come closa, im quicka then a testaroasta, body bag decomposa//
im done wit this shit spit if u want but i think its ova//
ur all talkin about polaris velocity but wut u need to do is pull out of ya faggot homeboy ant-a-mosscity, stop crossin me//
my shit didnt make sense cuz ur filled wit incompitence read between the lines its common sense, no ones tha boss ah me//
ya lost it G, ur rap career's like a lost-city, believe u aint toppin me//
ima bomb on yo ass worse than saddam, that was all u had?? i mean come on, ur spose to be all big n bad its sad, but thats anotha story, wanna compair ice? i got more rocks on my wrist then u got in a cory, u attacked my verse i didnt have shit to say cuz u went before me, but now i do, im back on track wit a couple facts ta prove, neva turn muh back ta you cuz ya shadier than slim, n ya boyfriends name is kim, keep that shit to yoself i dont wanna hear about that shit u did wit him//
n i know for a fact u aint no soldier//
this is like X files shit wit skully n molder//
Pop ya E please, ill burn my green-ree, les see whos colda//
ya weak tweak arm & hammer bammer shit they sold ya//
shit before u popped that shit i shoulda told ya when u take this u grow olda slow ya roll soulja, my hands on my holsta, dare u ta come closa, im quicka then a testaroasta, body bag decomposa//
im done wit this shit spit if u want but i think its ova//
